I know what it feelsLike to be lied to by eyesThat thought they once loved youWith a kiss that neverFelt like a real touchAnd a man who always has eyesOn other lost womenAnd sometimes his push mayTurn into a shoveAnd then you pretendYou’re not bruised againAnd sometimes he doesn’t callOr write or even stop byYou lay in bedFeeling insecure and woundedAnd ready to move onAnd you stare in the mirrorWondering now, who you areAnd how to love againBut you’ll learn soonDon’t you ever settle for a manThat makes you feel less thanBecause you are a queenAnd you deserve everythingYou’ve ever dreamed